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Awkward was a word that Sailor Pasiphae would often use to describe herself. There was a reason that she usually had her nose stuck in a book and communicated only rarely with people around her. She was friendly enough and certainly concerned with helping others, but... that didn't help her in feeling inadequate when dealing with other people.

Well, take that awkwardness and multiply it by a thousand; that was how she felt at the moment. The Shame Senshi was almost positive that the other Jovians gathered around her could see it. She was not the person used to organizing meetings and calling people, of being more or less "in charge" of a situation, and she didn't want to be used to it, honestly. Still, she thought she had done the right thing. She wouldn't be able to adequately answer Europa's call to form a plan about how to handle individuals corrupted by Chaos who wouldn't be purified on her own. She needed other people to run options with, to discuss what they thought they should do... because she wanted to present something that the other Jovians could, if not agree with, at least respect.

She did her best to keep up a positive, professional face, a small, but welcoming smile accompanying her verbal greeting, "I just want to thank all of you for coming. I know Europa kind of assigned this task to me, but... I think having other people to talk with and hear opinions from will help not only me make this presentation but all of us in deciding what we'd like to do. So... um... I'm not going to run this very formally--just whoever has a question or a suggestion or a comment can speak up."

Ganymede was unsure, not of himself, not even of Pasiphae or the other two that joined him with her, but of how they were going to solve this. It wasn't an easy solution to come up with -- well, it could potentially be, but no solution was perfect. There would always be some flaw in the plan, and he was sure that they could expect Europa, with all her experience, to find it. He was of the opinion that nothing they could do would be without risks of danger or flaws of some kind, but he'd still like to help Pasiphae come up with something that would be worth presenting to the others.

He glanced at Val as he spoke, nodding in agreement, before slowly beginning to speak himself. "Maybe we should only worry about purification when it's absolutely necessary or the receiving party agrees to it," he suggested, twirling his miniature top-hat around in his hands. "If they don't want it, it'll only make us look like the bad guys for forcing it on them.

"Of course, that leaves the question of what we do from there," he continued. If they didn't fight them unless they had to, and they didn't want to kill them, then how did they expect to make any sort of impact? "I talked to Kallichore a little before... about trying to destabilize them from the inside. Talk to them... make them question what they're told... try and incite some sort of uprising or rebellion... They're told a lot of things that aren't true, or, at least, not true about us," he said, and motioned around their small group, as if to specify their collective and not the senshi as a whole.

He couldn't exactly speak for the rest of them.

"But that's assuming they'd actually want to listen to us. Some of them don't like to be contradicted..."

Pasiphae was grateful whenever Valhalla jumped into the conversation, visibly relaxing a bit a the page began to speak. It would be much, much easier for her if the others helped her control the flow of the meeting. It took some of the pressure off of her shoulders and made their meeting more conversational, more equal. She didn't want to be in the commander seat, and she was glad that at least for the moment she didn't have to be. The Shame Senshi had been standing while she made the introduction to the meeting, but now she took a seat near her fellow Jovians, brushing off a place on the ground before settling in her spot. Her actions did not mean she was inattentive, though, and she nodded towards Valhalla, "Yes, trying to figure out what to do with those corrupted, whether they're Negaverse or Corrupted Senshi or... the new kind of Corrupted Senshi. Just to clairfy our purpose."

She ran a hand through her hair as first Valhalla, then Ganymede, and then Vin expressed concerns about forcing the purification process onto the unwilling. She shook her head and crinkled her nose in distaste; no, they couldn't purify the unwilling. It was an option, but it wasn't one that she liked... and she was glad that her fellow Jovians didn't seem to like it either. "No... I think we all agree that we can't force them to be purified. If we do that... then we aren't really much better than Chaos, who forced them to be corrupted in the first place. We can't decide what they do, as much as we'd like to do so."

Her eyes were drawn to Ganymede due to his hat's movement, and she listened carefully to what he else he had to suggest and what he and Kallichore had spoken about. She considered this suggestion, and she had only a bit more to contribute to the discussion, "That's cetainly true. I spoke with Carnelian, a corrupted Senshi... and he thought that Senshi were the ones that were dangerous. That we would destroy property just because we could or assault people... I couldn't convince him at all that that wasn't true, no matter how I tried. So perhaps finding a way to make them doubt... to see the truth instead of what they've been brainwashed into believing? That could make them seek purification, yes..." The memory of her time with the Corruped Senshi was... painful, and she didn't want to dwell on it. The mere memory of the holes in his chest and head made her shiver, and she rubbed her arms as though cold.

Vindemiatrix took her attention next, and he seemed to be laregely in agreement with everything Ganymede had said. That didn't make his contribution any less valuable--if anything, it indicated that they were thinking in similiar patterns and that there was probably some strength to what all of them were thinking. But... knowing this, how was it supposed to help them purify those that didn't even want to believe they had been corrupted? Her arm rubbing detiorated to picking at the detailing of her gloves. She looked directly at the Senshi of Wine and took his suggestion seriously, as jokingly as it had been offered, "Vin, if I thought they'd read them... I'd print them out myself. Maybe... we could do something similiar if we could just get them to talk about it? Think about it? Then, if they discuss it with each other... it'll spread on its own? I don't know... I just don't know..."

Listening intently to the conversation at hand, Ganymede quickly began to envision ways in which to spread the word among both senshi and Negaverse agents alike. This is who were are, and this is what we stand for. His initial thoughts, like the others, consisted of little more than printed pamphlets. Those wouldn't be difficult to get their hands on. There was a large printer at his dad's store, and he knew how to work the software well enough to put together at least a basic layout for a pamphlet. They could drop them randomly during battles, or shove them into random people's mail boxes in the hopes that they'd reach someone involved. He'd lost count of the amount of religious groups that came around the neighborhood or utilized methods like that, to varying degrees of success.

But Val was right. It was too slow, and there was always the (very likely) chance that people wouldn't even bother to read it. He tended to throw pamphlets away himself. He wouldn't expect anyone to take it all that seriously, or waste the time to do much more than ball it up and throw it in the garbage.

No, they needed something that attracted a little more attention.

He considered somehow getting on the television, but decided he'd rather not show his face. It was too dangerous. If certain people didn't like what they did or said, being so visible would make it easier to track them down.

"What if," he began slowly, formulating the idea as he spoke, "we tried to reach out to a larger audience instead of talking to people one-on-one? There's always the radio and internet. We wouldn't even have to reveal who we are as individuals, but we could still say 'Hey, we're the Jovians' to sort of make ourselves seem like a more legitimate group if we needed to. Of course, it wouldn't be too hard to figure out who some of us are at that point since 'Jovian' implies some of us have a connection to Jupiter..." He stared off into space as he continued to think, wondering if they could make something like that work or not. "It'd allow us anonymity, but make it so we can reach more people at once, and we wouldn't be forcing anyone to listen, just the people who want to. I mean, it doesn't solve the immediate problem, but it gives us an outlet..."

"Those are all fair points, Valhalla," Pasiphae admitted, a ghost of a smile appearing in response to his own. "I hadn't even thought about people who could potentially get sucked into corruption that we could save... it's really like we're having two seperate audiences: those already taken by Chaos and those that could be. That... complicates things a little. Maybe if we focused our efforts simply on education? That way if the Corrupted are told lies... they'll have another source, something to talk about, and we can spread the word to everyday people at the same time." It sounded great coming out of her mouth, but even the Shame Senshi could see what was wrong with this idea, and it showed as her smile faded somewhat. "Of course... I'm not sure how best to do that... especially if we don't think the pamphlets will work..."

Her voice trailed off into silence as her mind rushed to come up with a solution. Bowing out of the conversation allowed her to listen to what the other Senshi had to say as well as buy herself some time. She turned her full attention to Ganymede when he spoke, her marroon eyes brightening with excitement at his proposition. A radio broadcast... and then a podcast? That would allow anonymity, a larger audience, and even potential repeat performances; as long as the website hosted the podcast, anyone could listen to it at any time. She leaned forward slightly when she addressed Ganymede, and another smile was on her face, "That's a great idea! We could broadcast to whoever wanted to listen, and then the news would spread with word of mouth. Having an archive of podcasts so that anyone can access them at any time would allow people to share the information quickly and easily. And anyone would be able to get the information. Our anonymity could be further protected if we rotated the broadcasts among everyone who wanted to participate, too--that way no one voice would be associated as 'the' Jovian."

Pasiphae curbed her enthusiasm for the moment, wanting to give the other Jovians at the meeting a chance to chime in as well. Vin offfered a security concern, and it was certainly a legitimate one. She rubbed beneath her chin with the back of her hand as she thought aloud, "I've never really build a website, so I don't know all the details... but surely there'd be some way where we could do it so they couldn't find us?" The question was addressed to no one in particular - just whoever could help figure it out.

Ganymede blushed faintly when at least Valhalla and Pasiphae immediately latched onto the idea -- which hadn't been so much as an idea he'd been formulating as a sudden thought he'd had right then. It wasn't that he was embarrassed to have them considering it. He was actually sort of proud to have come up with something, however basic a beginning it was right now. It was just that he wasn't used to offering help and ideas, and now that he had and at least two of his allies were responding to it positively, he thought maybe this senshi thing didn't have to be so difficult after all.

"There's got to be a way to scramble the IP address," he agreed with Valhalla in response to Vindemiatrix's concern. "We'd have to be very, very careful with it, but I don't think it's impossible. We'd just have to work out all the little details ahead of time and make sure we've hidden ourselves as best we can. Because you're right. Once they get wind of it, they'd probably want to shut it down, and then anyone involved would be in danger."

He didn't want to put anyone in danger. He didn't want to put himself in danger. But they had to get the information out there somehow, and he'd rather do it in such a way as to not be seen, and to where he could still hide his name -- civilian and powered -- in the process.

"Maybe it'd be best not to say who we are, at least in situations like that. You know, come up with code names, for ourselves and the group, so that they wouldn't know who to target. Either way, we need to do something, even if it's not that. The Negaverse could be misinformed, some of the senshi could be misinformed, and normal people... we need to have a better reputation with them, too. We need to reassure people that we stand for certain things, we need to tell them what our goals are."

He paused, looking around their small group.

"Not that we've really decided on things like that yet... at least not as a group... but when we do... we need a way to tell people that this is who we are, this is what we believe, and this is what we're trying to achieve."

Pasiphae laced her fingers together and rested her chin on her hands, a clear look of concentration on her face. The idea of not being called a Jovian... well, she certainly understood where Valhalla was coming from. But that was the name under which they had gathered, the name that Europa had (perhaps unofficially) decided would be the link between them. On some level, it resonated with her. Still... she didn't want anyone to be uncomfortable or to risk splintering the team that had so recently formed. Words had power; Pasiphae, as a debater, could understand that well. So, she offered, "Maybe we can bring it up at the next meeting. I'd like to think... that anyone who wanted could be a Jovian just by helping us, but I think we all want everyone to feel welcome"

A frown crossed her face at Vin's joke despite his apology, though the emotion wasn't directed towards him in particular. She was thinking of the few Negaverse agents she had met in the past, the one Corrupted Senshi, all of whom had said she was on the wrong side, that the Senshi were the evil ones, the destructive ones. For Vin, it was a joke, because he knew what it was to be a Senshi. But to the other people in Destiny City... it could very well be a reality. All the more reason to get started on telling the truth to as many people as would listen. This thought process made her comment on Ganymede's idea of code names as she said, "I agree, Ganymede; we need to be clear in forming and presenting our idealogy. But... aren't our Senshi identies... code names, of sorts? I understand the need for secrecy; I don't want to put anyone in danger. I just... I guess I worry that if we hide ourselves even more in the podcast that the people of the city won't have any real trust in Senshi as a whole. Does... does that make sense?"

Pasiphae despertely wished she had thought to bring a notebook and a pen; she was going to have to try and dictate all of these ideas and subtleties from memory. But at least she wasn't tackling the problem alone! She never would have been able to get as far as they were now without the other Senshi around her. Her own ideas prior to this meeting had been vague, at best. The idea of a jail, for example, which she knew was unfeasible. Podcasts, information spreading... that was better, more workable, something they could actually pull off. "I think all of those ideas need to be incorporated somehow--alternating location, speaker, having some saved up in case of an emergency, having our own computer. It sounds like... we've got a pretty solid idea to present, even if some of the kinks need to still be worked out."

"If we want, I guess we can go ahead and bring this idea up as a suggestion the next time we all meet, but I don't imagine it'd get off the ground for a while, not when we already have plenty of other stuff to figure out," Ganymede said, looking around at the three who joined him, not sure where he wanted to focus when he was speaking to all of them at once. "We still have things to decide on as a group first. I mean, we've only had one meeting so far... I think what we want to do will become more cohesive once we've all sat down and figured out what we all want to stand for as a group."

He was at least happy that they were getting somewhere. They might not have figured out how to answer Europa's challenge exactly, but coming out of this with at least one idea was better than coming out of it with nothing at all.

"At least we've got a bit of a start," he said. "It's something to work with, it's something to aim for, whether or not we ever get there. Being able to work together like this is about as important as actually succeeding in what we want to do, so I think we're doing pretty good so far."

He was trying to be as positive as he could about this team effort thing. He wasn't used to working in a team and didn't know how well he was doing, but he supposed support and encouragement was a good place to start, all while keeping the realities of the situation in mind.

Ganymede glanced at Valhalla, then the other two again when the page became concerned about drawing attention to themselves. "Was there anything else we needed to discuss? Any other ideas? I think we sort of got a little off track, even if we ended up making something out of it."